Caught in a Landslide...

Happened across this little bit of wonderful via Twitter this morning, and it just makes you feel amazing. Maybe it's just me, but I could watch this video all day long and not get tired of it, so I felt like it would be prudent to share it with all you wonderful folks.

Back on Track

I know I know, it's been a while again, yet I haven't really been keeping up too well all year really. I was just looking at the totals for this year, and jeez, I have been quiet as all hell. I mean, granted, it's better to remain quiet if you don't have much to say, and yes the working world has added a wee bit more monotony than I tend to like, but still, that's a little crazy. I mean, I wrote three times the blogs in 2008 than I have thus far in 2009.

So I'm hoping to find my way back to regular blogging. Tonight feels like a good night to catch up. I've been catching up gradually on the TV shows I regularly watch. For being one of those people who is kind of a jerk about the whole "I don't really watch TV" and "I don't have cable" thing, I am a huge fan of "Heroes" and "Glee". Yep, that's right, kids- captain negative pants, the guy who has something critical to say about damn near everything, happens to have a major weak spot when it comes to a TV show chronicling the singing and dancing escapades of a group of lovable high school outcasts. I mean look at the blissful dazed expression on that little monitor fella in the middle of the picture above, that's about how I feel when I watch Glee. It's downright silly, folks, it really is.

In other news, work has been pretty hectic, I'm just a tad under the weather, and part of me fears that has been the result of me doing everything all the time. I feel like I've been running around like a madman for the past few weeks, so from time to time it's nice to be able to sit back like this, and enjoy the finer things in life, like the occasional episode of TV on Hulu.

Geez, this shaped up to be kind of a schmaltzy "what I'm thankful for" post a few days in advance. Sorry - I will probably be back to my traditional crabby, cranky, bah-humbug self in no time.

Wordless Wednesday, Attempt #1

So I'm trying to do some of these themed, weekly blog entries. I've seen a handful of bloggers who have done this whole "Wordless Wednesday" thing where they list photos and whatnot. I'll start it off with a bang. This picture makes me laugh every time I see it. Hope it does the same for you.

Damn Right.

This is me, forty years from now.

http://twitter.com/shitmydadsays/statuses/5772660192

The Fading Traces of a Handstamp

So, as you may have noticed, I haven't really been writing a hell of a lot lately. There are a number of reasons for this, the main one of which is the simple fact that I am essentially never home. I pop in and out from time to time between band practices and all the other social obligations, but that's really about it. Of these varied "social obligations", the main one over the past few weeks has been going to shows. Certainly I'm not complaining, there's little in the world I'd rather be doing, especially on some random weeknight. So you know I'm not exaggerating, let me break it down for you:

Sunday November 1st - Built to Spill at the Fillmore
Monday, November 2nd - The Airborne Toxic Event at the Fillmore
Saturday, November 7th - Los Dryheavers and Get Dead at Annie's Social Club
Monday, November 9th - The Pixies at The Fox Theater
Thursday, November 12th - Headlights at Cafe Du Nord

Five shows in eleven days. It's been a wild ride. Toss in about five band practices in there, plus my regular full-time work schedule. But it makes me stop to think: what is it about seeing live music that gets me going so much. I mean, it's time, and I don't want to think about how much I've spent in that time span between tickets and drinks. But still, seeing good shows (and I can say that pretty much all of those were excellent shows in their own right) does two things to me: it makes me want to go out and see more good shows, and it makes me want to play more shows myself.

There's also just something about going out, seeing people do their thing onstage and having a great time, there's a certain amount of pride I feel in walking into work the next day, the remnants of a handstamp fading off my hand or wrist, knowing I probably had a better and more fun night than most of the people I walk past. Still, I'm kind of looking forward to a week or two that I don't have any shows on the calendar to go to. It might actually give me a little chance to take some of that inspiration of seeing all these bands and write some music again.

Come on barbie.

I've noticed a trend here and there from time to time, and even witnessed it firsthand the other day, and it was terrible. It's the bald-head-with sideburns look. Shaquille O'Neal did it for a while and it didn't quite work, I've seen a few other celebs try it and it's been worse. Naturally, as the title of this posting might indicate, the most famous violator of this look was that dude from the band Aqua, but his were even worse, as it was an over-the ear band of hair that connected into a semi-sideburn that was just chock full of douchiness. A more recent violator is Tim Nordwind of the band Ok Go. Paired with the fact that he always tends to be a bit more flamboyant in his clothing choices than the rest of his bandmates, he is further proof still of why you never want to be that guy with the bald head and the sideburns. Just let it go, man. Just let it go. I mean look at him, he looks like Powder (or Michael Stipe) with giant caterpillars crawling past his ears.


The other violator that is similar, which also seems to be making a comeback is the shaved head/full beard combo. Again, just because you can't grow hair on your head somewhere doesn't mean that you should try to compensate by growing it elsewhere. Imagine how bad that could get - some dude has a completely shaved head, yet compensates for it by growing an epic patch of back hair to make up for it. No facial hair but a massive carpet of chest hair peeking out from over his collar. (Tubes, I'm looking in your direction) I won't even go into the hair in "other parts" that might be grown to compensate, because that's gross.

There's only one person who can pull off the beard and bald look, and that's Kimbo Slice. I may or may not actually think that, but look at the guy. I'm really quite sure he could tear me from limb to limb, so in the sake of preserving my life, I will say "lookin' good there, big guy."